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The Princess of Northern Land

Lin Ziyin, modern day mechanical professor especially hired by the school, had the potential for great achievement in her field. However, due to family reasons, she could only treat her mechanical research and teaching as a secondary job, pouring all her energy into the farm and the food business before. Despite her low-key approach, she was unable to suppress her sister's rage, and a furious car crash sent her straight to ancient times. Indeed, she had excellent character, so why did the heavens send her to the sparsely populated Northern Land. Known as the death zone, those who were banished to this borderland would spend their lives and perish there. However, Lin Ziyin was quite satisfied with her own identity. Even if she had lost the protection of her parents, she still had the protection of her siblings and grandfather. Of course, she also had her younger brother and nephew at home who needed her protection. This abundance of familial love was enough to compensate for the hardships caused by poverty at home. Poverty, she wasn't afraid of, as she had experience in farming. With large swathes of uncultivated land, the Northern Land was practically custom-made for her. The heavy workload didn't matter either, she was proficient in designing all kinds of small tools. Whether it was the emperor's absurdity, not providing aid to the border king, or the shameless Tatars that would rob them frequently, none of these posed a problem for her. She could think of solutions for everything. It wasn't uncommon for the border king to tell everyone how lucky he was to have married such a wonderful queen!

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Chapter 540: War Begins (5)_1

The old lady felt she was getting old and could no longer manage her descendants' affairs.

Li Yanran walked out of the courtyard with her teeth clenched and a gloomy expression. She was resentful of the old lady as Li Yanran is the old lady's own granddaughter. Yet she was disappointed that the old lady would rather watch Prince Ling marry a peasant girl than help her become the prince's wife. Why wouldn't she harbor resentment?

Chu Suifeng and Lin Ziyin stood shoulder to shoulder, watching the adults and children bustling about in the field.

The Lin Family factory was on holiday. The men and women, young and old in the village could come to the field to harvest. Even Ma Xincai and the Huang family shamelessly came to do odd jobs. Lin Changshu and the others saw it but said nothing.